I laughed, tears streaming down my face. "Lila, are you losing your mind?" They eyed me like I was a madwoman.
"Gavin is my son, not a bargaining chip for you to use. A woman like you who doesn't care about his preferences and has no sense of responsibility is really not worthy of being his mother," Ethan said angrily. "Today is my mother's birthday. If you don't want to be here, you can leave, but Gavin must attend. He is my son, a descendant of the Harrington family. Hurry up and bring him out!"
At that point, I stopped laughing and looked at Ethan with red eyes. "I have brought Gavin," I said, my voice steady.
Confused, Ethan looked around and asked, "Where is he?"
The other members of the Harrington family were also looking around, searching for Gavin. Sophia, my mother-in-law, even stood up from her seat, squinting to find him. "Where is my precious grandson?"
I took the urn out of my bag and placed it heavily on the table. "He's here," I said, my voice trembling with grief and fury.
